Chapter 441: The Shadow of Nothingness

In the dimly lit alley, the man lifted his hat. Under the hat is a face that is very close to that of a human, and Alan has also come into contact with such aliens a lot. Like Lucy and Edward, they are almost indistinguishable from human beings. As for this man, the profile is similar, but the skin is light blue, and there is no nose, but there are gill-like organs on the left and right sides of the cheeks.

The two gills are opening and closing, as if breathing.

He slapped his head, squeezed his throat lightly with his fingers, and then spit out a sentence: "In this case, you should understand it, right?"

This is the lingua franca of the planet, and although it is blunt, Allen understands it. The man opened his hands, walked towards Allen and said, "So, should we have a brotherly hug? You must know how rare it is for us to meet in the vast universe."

Allen didn't bring Qianjun with him, so he could only touch the devil's back to praise him, saying: "I do have a lot of brothers, and they can't be called friendly. But I'm sure, there is no one like you among them... Variety."

The man laughed: "Don't say that, even though we didn't even know who each other was before. But you should feel that we have the same blood and the same ancient and great genes. Use your heart Feel, my brother, our blood, resonating for meeting each other."

There were streaks of light flowing on the light blue skin, and the man exuded an aura of origin force. Allen's heart beat suddenly, and then the scenes in front of him were disappearing one by one. As the street lamps, alleys, and even the entire Ark Harbor disappeared, a bloody light rose from under his feet. Allen looked down, and thick blood was constantly bubbling up from the ground of nothingness.

They flowed over Allen's feet, passed by the man's side, and flowed to the other side of nothingness, forming a bloody road that meandered in the dark. Then there were flames rising from the blood path, they illuminated Allen's eyes, and lit up this dark world. At the end of the bloody road, a curtain of fire rose, and within the curtain of fire, the ancient and solemn throne was calling silently!

The road of burning blood!

In an instant, Allen knew. The man in front of him is exactly one of the seven engraved marks on the road of burning blood that he felt before.

The vision dissipates, and the world reappears in the senses. When Allen looked at the man again, his eyes had become serious, and he blurted out: "Who are you?"

After finishing speaking, I realized that I was using a completely unfamiliar language. Allen was certain that he had never heard, let alone used, the language. It has a strange pronunciation, as sweet as music, with an ethereal and dreamy feeling, like an ancient soul whispering in the ear.

"look,

What a standard pronunciation. You're using it for the first time, in the language of Eboins. That is the singularity of the universe, where our bloodlines originated. We came from it, and we will go back. It will be an ancient, sacred ceremony. And the prologue will be kicked off by you and me! The man pressed his hands on his chest exaggeratedly, bowed and said: "In order to thank you for your dedication, I, Segres, pay you the highest respect. "

He used the same ancient language, and this time Alan understood it verbatim. It is worth noting that the so-called Eboins, if translated into the language of the earth, means the abyss. This reminded Alan of the first time he stood on the road of burning blood, that voice once mentioned, let the universe return to the abyss. Comparing the two now, if you look at it literally, it is a return to Eboins.

As for what that means, or what will happen, it is beyond what Allen can understand now.

And at this moment, there is no time for him to think more. The man who made a bow suddenly charged, and Allen clearly felt the cold killing intent on him. It was a killing intent aimed at him. Although the reason was unknown, the man in front of him wanted to kill him very clearly. Of course, Alan would not catch him without a fight.

The source force roared, and the streaks of light formed the engraving of the Liaoyuan Blade on Alan's forehead. In a blink of an eye, Segres was approaching, but he made a movement that Allen couldn't understand.

Segeris raised his right hand and punched the space next to him.

Time was slowed down to the limit, and Allen saw his fist, but it seemed as if he had traveled through space, and half of his arm disappeared into the air. Driven almost instinctively, Allen's body responded faster than his brain. He shrank back and raised his head, and Segres' palm-like knives suddenly pierced through the space beside Allen, and the knife brushed against the tip of Allen's nose.

Allen slid back, and a few silver hairs fell in front of his eyes. If it wasn't for flashing so fast just now, I'm afraid his face would already have bloomed.

"Not bad, the reaction is fast, so that you are qualified to be a sacrifice!" Segres laughed loudly, and stomped his feet on the ground. Strange things happened, the ground was like an empty space, Segres disappeared on the ground with one foot.

Almost at the same time, the shadow pulled out by the light behind Allen twisted for a while, and then a shadow exploded, forming a blade-like shape and stabbing at Allen's back.

When Alan noticed it, he only had time to turn around quickly, and the shadow knife was still wiped to his waist, drawing a line of blood. At this moment, Segres raised his foot, and the shadow knife dispersed like smoke. Allen frowned, looked at Segres and said, "Your ability is really weird."

"Weird? It's really rude, you should call it magical. The miraculous Mr. Segeris naturally possesses magical abilities..." He spread out the palm of his right hand, and there was a black shadow engraved on his palm: "This is The shadow of nothingness, as long as there is a shadow, it is my territory."

"So that's how it is..." With a wave of Alan's hand, the demon salute pulled out a flickering light and printed it on Segres.

"It's really rude, shouldn't all gentlemen listen to what others have to say before doing anything?" Segres smiled slightly, and didn't even evade. When the flame flashed past his waist, his figure twisted.

There was a chill behind Allen, and before he could think about it, he turned around quickly and swept the dagger backward.

With a ding, Allen saw the light blue face of Segres in the popping sparks. He didn't know when he appeared behind him, and when he missed a single blow, Segeris drifted back and disappeared like a phantom. Allen stuck to the wall, and the phantom that was hit by the flame flash before now had a texture, and Allen was sure that Segres had returned to its original place.

The attack just now was not like the effect of high-speed movement, but more like some kind of ability. Some kind of ability that can make Segeris instantly transfer to behind him, just like Belmode's black mist passing through. But this ability of Segres is even more weird, and there is no trace to be found. By the time it is discovered, the attack is often close at hand.

What a dangerous man. Allen thought.

With a red light in his hand, the devil's salute is like a beast with its eyes open, exuding the intent of killing. The dagger elongated, forming a dark red short knife, completing the process of awakening to the first-order form. Seeing the dagger in Allen's hand, Segeris gasped: "Praise the devil! Where did you get this source device!"

This time it was Allen's turn to be stunned. So far, no one except a few closest people knew about the source device in his hand. But the man in front of him was the first time he met, and he called out the name of the source device. It can be seen that the other party knows far more than Allen.

Looking at the devil's praise, Segeris laughed: "What a surprise. Not only did I see you tonight, but I also saw it."

"It's mine!" Segres swooped over, using both hands and feet, and launched a strange attack on Allen.

His hands and feet would disappear into the air from time to time, and then fists or shadow knives would suddenly appear from somewhere. Alan concentrated all his energy and dealt with it carefully. He found that Segres' attacks were not entirely random. For example, part of the body also disappears, and the fist just penetrates the space to attack, but Segres' feet will trigger the power of the shadow, forming a blade from the shadow of any object around Allen to launch a sneak attack.

Moreover, this kind of attack method that ignores space cannot be used at the same time, which shows that although the imprint of the shadow of nothingness has strange abilities, it also has certain limitations. But Segeris's movements were fast, and his fists and kicks were both virtual and real, even though he felt the law of ability. But for a while, Allen could only defend passively, parrying the opponent's elusive attack.

when! As soon as Allen blocked a shadow knife stabbed from the shadow of the lamp post, he was hit on the cheek by Sergeris' punch from the air, and he was thrown away immediately. Allen rolled in mid-air and fell to the ground. Looking up again, Segeris was smiling maliciously at him standing under the light.

Allen glanced at the street lamp above his head, his eyes froze, and suddenly the street lamp exploded, bursting out a flame. The lights disappeared, and the whole alley became even darker. Segeris laughed: "You don't think that blowing up the street lamps, without the lights, can limit my ability? Don't be kidding, there are more shadows here now, my attack It will appear anywhere, and your situation will get worse."

"I know." Alan smiled and said, "I didn't expect that turning off a street lamp would have any effect on you, but you were indeed distracted by it just now, right?"

Segeris' smile froze: "What do you mean?"

"I mean, while you were distracted, I have already arranged it." Alan pressed his palm lightly on the ground, and a wave of source force spread. It was like an activation button, and a dense red light spot appeared under Segeris' feet.

"Damn it." Segeris only had time to call out such a sentence, and his figure was immediately submerged by the blazing pillar of fire that soared into the sky. The thick black and red pillar of fire erupted three times in a row, causing the ground to shake slightly. The pillar of fire that tore through the night reflected the entire nearby street in flames. r1058

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